Disclaimer: I don't, my mind maybe be as crazy as the doctor's, but not crazy enough to come up with him.
Summary: 144 Chapters, somewhat follows a plot, the first is a drabble to establish the beginning. A bit AU, starts after the wedding.
"Talk" is Gallifreyan
:...talk...: The TARDIS words electronic voice or on monitor.
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Four
Fire+TARDIS+Auto-Pilot=Visit to the Ponds and Family
xxx Two weeks after Gallifrey
Amy and Rory were quite content in their home in Leadworth, calmly eating lunch during Rory's break from his shift.
When the familiar humming whirr echoed in the kitchen.
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The TARDIS reformed in the back yard, this time avoiding any flowers or the garden shed. Only instead of the Doctor bounding out as Amy walked towards the phone box, the door clicked open to let the Ponds inside.
The time lord wasn't within the console area, in fact it was almost like the TARDIS was empty until Amy sighed with her hands on her hips.
"TARDIS? I know you can hear me, where's the Doctor?"
Soft beeping and the the monitor flicked to what could be called a security camera, positioned in the Doctor's bedroom as he slept soundly.
"Ah, and how did you get here?"
:...Auto Pilot...:
The two words flashed on the monitor, making Rory and Amy smirk before the nurse kissed his wife goodbye, "See you tonight after my shift, invite the Doctor in for supper if he wakes up in time."
"Will do."
No sooner had Rory left than the monitor flickered, showing the Doctor having moved in his sleep, and looking uncomfortable.
Amy's brow furrowed and she took a seat near the monitor, pulling a book from the hiding place underneath where she had placed the novel the last time she had gone traveling.
"I hope he's not dreaming about that festival."
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The Doctor slept late into the afternoon, and Amy had just finished her book when a noise from the screen caught her attention.
The time lord was writhing on the bed, moaning as he clutched the sheets under his hands. Amy watched helpless for a moment, the nightmare holding her friend hostage until the TARDIS blared an alarm, lighting up a corridor to take Amy where she needed to be.
...
The Doctor's room was unlocked and opening when Amy sprinted in, a near strangled scream ripping from the time lord's throat as he convulsed slightly.
"Doctor! Doctor! Wake up!"
Amy held the Doctor's cheeks between her hands as the struggling abruptly ended and the alien woke up with a sharp gasp, heaving for air as his eyes watered.
"Doctor?"
He didn't answer verbally, he was shaking too lyas the glazed eyes squeezed shut with the falling of tears.
"What is it? Doctor look at me..."
The alien complied for a second, barely glancing at the human before hugging her tightly, sobs wracking his lean body as he clutched her sweater.
"Amy...Amy...Amy..."
"Sshh...I'm here...it's okay..." Her voice dropped down to a soothing hum as the alien hugged her, rocking back and forth as soft whimpers slid past his clenched teeth.
The Doctor was having trouble breathing as he tried to calm his hearts down, not succeeding as he began coughing and shaking harder.
"Hey...hey...Doctor...it's okay...look at me...sshh...it's ok..."
Slowly his breathing calmed and the sobs ceased to shake him, the time lord merely remained clinging to Amy as the tears kept falling as Amy gently rocked him back and forth, the silence only broken by the infrequent sniffs from the alien and Amy rubbing his back soothingly.
"Doctor...do you want to talk about it?"
The time lord moaned a little, not meeting Amy's gaze as she pulled away slightly, shaking his head weakly, "N-no...I...I-I'd rather not..."
'Alright," Amy murmured, hugging him again before slowly pulling him to his feet, "Why don't you get cleaned up and then you can come in and get a cup of tea. The TARDIS' auto-pilot brought you here."
The Doctor rolled his eyes but nodded, heading to his own bathroom and thumping the door frame a bit harshly before the door shut.
xxx
Rory had returned from the hospital while Amy had woken up the Doctor, and already had tea going in the kitchen, a hot pot sitting out in the living room with cookies and snacks when his wife and the Doctor came in.
" 'ello Doctor!"
The Time Lord gave him a slight nod, still not looking too good, but he wasn't shying away from them like he had the last time he'd seen them. The alien hadn't spoken more than ten words to them when he returned them to Leadworth after the TARDIS took them to Gallifrey.
While the Ponds were glad the Doctor had some time to himself to recover, they had wondered if he'd ever come back.
Maybe it wasn't a good thing he returned.
xxx
The three travelers were camped out on the couch, the fireplace crackling soothingly as they enjoyed the quiet evening.
Amy was in the middle, Rory on her right, the Doctor on her left. Each had their own blanket to wrap around their shoulders, plus a thick quilt over all their legs as the tea was sipped contentedly and the snacks eaten.
Rory gently tapped Amy's hand. gesturing faintly to the Doctor who had listed to one side and was falling back asleep.
"Doctor...hey, come on...don't sleep like that..."
A faint noise came from the alien as he shifted to lean against Amy, a soft sigh sliding from his lips as his head rested on her shoulder.
"Go to sleep Doctor, everything's fine."
The Doctor did just that, easing into sleep as Amy combed her fingers through his hair.
"Hope he sleeps alright." Rory murmured before tugging the quilt over all three a little higher, guiding Amy to lean back on him without waking the Doctor.
"I do too."
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The Doctor awoke with his ear filled with the soft lull of someone's heart beat. Just one heart, he took a moment to focus his eyes before he realized it was Amy, his head was on her shoulder as she slept on Rory.
The time lord was quite content, and the soft breathing from his companions eased him back into sleep within minutes of the sun beginning to creep up.
...
Rory was the first one to wake fully, blinking in the soft light filtering through the curtains. Amy had sifted off his arm and was now laying with her head in his lap, half of his covers tucked into hers as she breathed deeply. Getting up without the Scot waking was easy, the red-head slept like a log.
Now that she was lying flat, the Doctor was tipped sideways rather awkwardly with his head on her hip. Rory gently moved him to lay against the other arm of the couch, a pillow under his head to support his neck.
The nurse smirked, before whispering under his breath and leaving, "Might as well start breakfast."
xxx
The Doctor awoke the second time to the smell of frying bacon, the Ponds' living room was now brightly lit by the sun. Amy had shifted and stolen almost all the covers, wrapping herself in them and appearing to be a multicolored cocoon with a red tuft of hair at one end.
The alien turned a little when a soft grunt sounded from the kitchen, Rory must have gotten up already.
He stood up, taking the only free blanket and wrapping it around his shoulders, heading to the kitchen in search of company that was not only awake but also had a source of heat, the house was chilled.
Rory was in the middle of cooking eggs on the stove when the Doctor stumbled in a bit sleepily, sitting in a chair at the table that was already covered with food.
"Morning Doctor."
A low mumbling was the best answer the alien could come up with, earning a chuckle from the human.
The nurse looked over his shoulder to see the Doctor sipping the hot tea, his face relaxing as he swallowed, the tense shoulders eased to a more comfortable position.
"Doctor? You prefer bacon or sausage? Amy and I eat either so it won't matter."
The time lord shifted a little, clearing his throat before looking up, "Sausage please."
"Coming right up."
Rory watched through the reflection in the window as the Doctor began to fix himself a bagel, using the strawberry preserves on top of the cream cheese. The human also noticed a dull thud from the living room, mentally counting the steps until he held a glass of water out to one side, smiling as Amy took it within a second.
"Morning Amy."
"Mmph..."
The Doctor cracked a faint grin as Amy sat down and dropped her forehead onto the table and set her glass on the back of her head, before she could let it go and move her hand Rory had quickly swapped it out with an ice pack. The red head had most likely fallen off the couch.
"Earl Grey or Peppermint Amy?"
"Mmphghrrr."
Rory rolled his eyes, "Earl Grey it is then."
The Doctor smirked further this time, nodding to Rory as the man set down a plate of bacon in front of him before giving Amy a cup of tea.
It was another five minutes before Amy was coherent enough to fix her own breakfast, waking up in time for Rory to turn off the stove and join them.
The Ponds were a bit shocked that the meal went rather quietly, but the color was beginning to return to the Doctor's face as he ate, the playful and sometimes obnoxiously troublesome light in his eyes coming back as Amy started making quips at Rory's cooking.
"Oh really? Well Amy you just earned the right to wash up afterwards."
"And for that you get to start the laundry."
The Doctor chuckled, "Now we all know why you are Rory Ponds..."
The nurse glared briefly as Amy laughed, "And we all know who wears the pants in this house."
"Definitely not Rory."
Rory gaped at the Doctor before crossing his arms and pouting, mimicking the Doctor so well that Amy just howled with laughter before throwing her bagel at the Doctor as he wiggled his eyebrows at her.
Just another day for the time travelers.
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